Last week a disrespectful Duty Urchin knocked on my door peddling some sort of something or other. There he stood, smartly dressed with leaflets in his paws mumbling vaguely in a worried looking manner. Pointing to the leaflets in his hand I asked him to read to me from one and he happily obliged - until he's said about a dozen words and then I interrupted him, pointing to a sign on my door that said 'No Uninvited Callers' saying "If you can read from your leaflets, why can't you read this?" He continued to mumble as the door closed onto his sorry looking face.............